"Here l-lies L-Lila SavAch, I mean Savage!" I correct myself when Daddy looks at me funny. "Good, you're reading is improving for a 5 year old," Daddy smirks approvingly down at me, petting my head. "You're mother would've been proud..." he says looking at the tomb stone longingly. "When is Mommy coming back?" I ask looking up at Daddy. He looks down at me and gives me a sad smile. "She's not coming back honey... Heaven's too far..." he answers sorrowfully. But can't you just spread you're wings and fly up to heaven? Mommy can meet you half way," I suggest. Daddy looks down at me "For a 5 year old you're really clever... But no... Daddy's wings aren't strong enough..." He answers as he lays a white rose on Mommy's tomb stone.